November 22, 2007

I Hereby Interrupt This Blog Break With 2 Words:

FOOD COMA

I've been on my feet since 8 a.m. this morning baking and watching the big snowflakes fall. I'm stuffed and exhausted, but, satisfied. Oh, yeah, nothin' like a good meal sucessfully pulled off and tasty.

The menu at Chez Cathy:

* Baked ham with my special glaze served with choice of au jus, gravy, crushed pineapple or cranberries
* Whipped garlic potatoes
* Cantaloupe and Honeydew melons-balled
* My legendary, secret recipe, Minnesota wild rice hotdish (I mean it. I won't even give my family the recipe! LOL)
* Pumpkin pie with fresh whipped cream or my Dad's favorite cake vanilla with caramel icing (he requested I make it so I did)
* Beverages: choice of coffee, beer, pinot grigio, water, milk, apple cider (of course I had all of the above-LOL!)

Ok, I'm going to go fall asleep on the couch now.

What did you have? What traditions do you have? What did you do?

I, also, gave thanks to The One who makes it all possible.

13 Comments:

Blogger Tom in Vegas said...

Had BOTH turkey and roast accompanied by the whole works: mashed p., yams, stuffing, rice, pies, and ice cream. I had one - ONE!! - glass of wine and I could hardly keep my balance. What does that say about me? Nothing good:0(

Now comes the most difficult three-letter word in the English language: gym (tomorrow).

Tom

November 22, 2007 7:32 PM  
Blogger Bobby said...

Cathy,

You're fortunate. I didn't have much of an appetite after eating a normal breakfast and then running in the annual turkey trot (8K), followed by a normal lunch, but the lunch caused a stomach virus that when Thanksgiving dinner came, I could eat just one slice of turkey and vegetables (with the salad being dominant, which is a must for a marathoner), and unfortunately vomited after half of it was finished.

So I was down to nothing because of a stomach virus, and poor Bobby got little, if any, of the dinner.

At least it's not what happened four years ago, when I was forced to starve on Thanksgiving following a bad game. Talk about no gratefulness after losing dinner. (If it was "Pinks," I would have lost my car. If it was The Consul, I would have taken my own life.)

November 22, 2007 7:47 PM  
Blogger gemoftheocean said...

I flew solo this year. I do different things different years. I'm single with no immediate family since my parents died. Sometimes I have dinner at different friend's houses, sometimes, like this year, I flew solo. It's important to do that, otherwise I'd have no "traditions" of my own! I use my best china. Menu was turkey, gravy, mash potatoes, corn, eggnog, slice of cherry pie, stuffed mushrooms. Oh, and brown and serve rolls. The one thing besides the turkey that is an absolute must. The cherry pie was a break with tradition, as I usually have pumpkin, but I was in a "cherries" sort of mood. Oh, and a little wine and cheese today too. And yes, the couch was a nice destination afterwards. Listened to to favorite recordings and called a few relatives to say "hey." (They live at a great distance.)

November 23, 2007 3:32 AM  
Blogger Ray from MN said...

Yum, yum, I know where I can go to beg for leftovers, even though ham is forbidden in my religion that requires baked fresh turkey for Thanksgiving and Christmas. Ham is allowed on all other occasions, except Fridays, of course.

I'm gonna bring a bucket for some of that wild rice hotdish.

The Friday ban on ham (and other meat) is generally lifted by bishops with an "O" or a "Mc" in front of their surname on those Fridays that happen to coincide with the Feast of the Glorious St Patrick.

I always head over to my brother's chateau where Chef Jan is in charge and always provides a marvelous feast for a large crowd of relatives: in-laws, out-laws and occasional guests.

Fresh Tom Turkey from Byerly's (free-range requirement not imposed) was the star of the show and this year's was one of their best. An interesting discussion was held on how one can tell a Tom from a Tess turkey, with no conclusion being reached.

During the aperitif hours, huddled around the oven in the kitchen, bounteous quantities of Heinekens, Beaujolais Nouveaux, Sprite, and the highlight of every winter holiday, Pennsylvania Dutch Egg Nog (pre-mixed, available from your local beverage emporium; try it you'll love it!) were consumed.

Sixteen of us sat down to eat, blessed by thank yous invoked by a three and a five year old. "God Bless us Everyones" were toasted with a "House Wine", generic, available from the State of Washington (from a different beverage shoppe).

The repast was a mixture of two family traditions and included two types of dressing, one "out of the bird" and the other oven-baked to makes sure there was enough for everybody - your 21st century turkey doesn't have a large enough stomach to feed 16 properly), regular old gravy and tasty gourmet giblet gravy for the connoisseurs of the family, yummy cranberry relish/compote (not cylindrical in shape), pickles and olives, green and black, for some strange reason lost in foggy memory, a Waldorf salad with a Duluth pedigree, yams, mashed potatoes and rolls.

The last two items are forbidden to me by my personal diet adviser so I can make more room for turkey and dressing and giblet gravy. A guy can get potatoes and rolls any day!

As buttons were loosened, coffee and pumpkin pie appeared, the latter courtesy of Poppin Fresh or somebody like that. Cries of "huzzah" went out to the providers of the feast, the preparer and her assistants and the financer and his employer, Uncle Sam. A wonderful Thanksgiving was had by all.

And in what I regularly find to be a wonderful indication of how good a day it was, not one person, before or after the meal, even thought about turning on the television. We were there to enjoy each other's company and make thanks together for another year granted us by Our Lord.

November 23, 2007 2:57 PM  
Blogger Terry Nelson said...

Sounds wonderful - glad it went so well!

For starters, I had a foraged winter greens salad with roasted acorns and chestnuts and various seeds, in a light vinegarette. I had formed anatomically correct individual tofu turkeys, which I served hot with my secret caramel colored glaze that hardens to the consistency of crsipy poultry skin - the secret to the crunch is in the potatoe starch!

I also prepared whipped Idaho and sweet potatoes - swirled together like a candy cane, with a choice of soy-based au jus or vegetable boullion-based gravy.

Then as a side I fixed cauliflower and broccoli puree with corn starch, which when thickened, allowed me to form the mixture into balls and roll in seasoned bread crumbs and then sautee in hot chile oil. I then inserted a cinnomon stick to make each ball to look like a crispy fruit freshly picked from some exotic tree.

For desert we had a frozen pureed mixed berry-fruit pie in a tasty gluten free pie shell - flambe - using brandy as the accelerant, topped with whipped soy milk and vanilla pod shavings.

The beverages were a choice of Lipton tea or vodka, beer and wine for the kids, and after dinner drinks were 4 rounds of Stingers.

Everyone is just waking up now. (3pm Friday, 11/23/07)

November 23, 2007 3:21 PM  
Blogger Cathy_of_Alex said...

Tom: How do you pronounce that?
:-) I hear you. I'll be there later. My gym is 24/7/365.

Bobby: See, that's why I don't run on T-day. LOL! There's a 5k run here on T-day too but I'm not sure they ran this year since I have not heard about it at all.

Gem: I've spent Thanksgivings alone with God, my Angel, and my cats before. I know how that can be. I'm glad you treated yourself. God bless you.

Ray: Gosh, could you drive home? How can you have room for my wild rice hotdish anyway?!

Terry: Well, whatever gets you thru the family...LOL!

November 23, 2007 8:09 PM  
Blogger Ray from MN said...

Gee, and I thought Terry was a traditionalist!

tofu?

While I might have come late for the "stingers", I'm sure glad that he didn't invite me for the banquet.

But just who were the famous recluse's guests, one wonders.


Question: Wasn't it Dan Quail who referred to "potatoe starch?"

November 23, 2007 8:19 PM  
Blogger Cathy_of_Alex said...

Ray: Well, it IS a starch. I seem to recall he spelled "potato" incorrectly.

November 23, 2007 8:26 PM  
Anonymous Lisa said...

Glad you had a great feast!
Ours was simple because we didn't have company this year-we did kids favorites...basic turkey, stuffing, mashed potatoes, plain green beans and rolls. Pumpkin pie all around for dessert, washed down with some fine champagne!:)
As for football...GO COLTS!(can't take the Indiana girl out of me)
Blessings to you and your dad,
Lisa

November 24, 2007 10:44 AM  
Blogger Adoro te Devote said...

LOL!

My family, we did watch tv and movies...we were all about the movies, the wine, just hanging out. Last night we watched the Griswald's "Christmas Vacation", and indeed, when the Aunt offerd grace...(the pledge of allegience) Mom laughed! LOL!

We had Turkey, potatoes, two kinds of gravy, cranberries, my brother's famous green bean casserole...cheese, crackers, lots and lots of vino..

If you look at the Bible, wine is a great sign of abundance. And so the wine flowed....and none were sick. Because of all the cheese, you see.

November 24, 2007 8:18 PM  
Blogger Cathy_of_Alex said...

Lisa: Sounds like you had a great day! I'm glad you are able to comment again.

Adoro: Is that last paragraph the argument in your next paper? :-) Is cheese mentioned in Scripture? Hmmm...I don't think offhand it is. Curious. I would think they ate some kind of goat curd/cheese in the Holy Land. Subject to dietary laws of course. Well, so, maybe they didn't.

November 25, 2007 12:40 PM  
Blogger Ray from MN said...

Isn't there something in the Kosher laws that prohibits mixing dairy with other stuff?

"Pledge of Allegiance" for grace????

Well, we owe a lot to the country. Maybe not the current generation of leaders, but many of our past leaders and soldiers.

"Famous green bean casserole!" Adoro's obviously not from around these parts. Them's hotdishes, young lady!

November 25, 2007 12:59 PM  
Blogger Adoro te Devote said...

Ray ~ Read my blog post. I also call it a "hotdish". I only called it "casserole" for those not local, to make them feel more at home.

Just thank God I didn't use the term "goulash".

As far as the abundance of wine...it is indeed scriptural. I don't know about mixing wine and cheese, though. We had some goat-influenced cheese, although it wasn't Chevre (even though I'm a fan)

November 25, 2007 10:44 PM  

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